Woodcat is a dirty girl

It's been a while, so over the next couple of days I'll be backdating bloggingness, with tales of gigs, friendships, loves lost, circuses, general slutting about and things that have been pleasing me. But I can't right now. I need a swifter than swift bath, so as I don't stink any more, and then I'm going to see Boris and Growing at the Ruby Lounge. This morning I thought I was going to be going on my lonesome, but I am to be accompanied by the lovely boys Corky and Paddington. Awesome.